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Laurel Hanson

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Nov, 2022

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Correction

Submitted to Contest #174

Correction“Are you sure you want this item?”Christine stared at the question blinking on the white screen. She’d never had this particular page pop up before, and come to think of it, she wasn’t at all sure she wanted to buy her son a pair of pizza socks. Sure, they were funny, but were they comfortable? Upon further reflection, it struck her that footwear decorated with cheese and pepperoni wasn’t that clever after all.“Thank-you, Amazon.” She clicked on the blinking ‘No’ choice and continued her online browsing, searching for just the...

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Under the Indian Sun

Submitted to Contest #173

Lisa waited in the shade of the veranda, squinting down at the Untouchable village smothered in the hot gold of the Indian sun. The small huts of dung and mud formed a lonely outpost in the arid land, a scattering of impoverished cockeyed blocks. The metal signs and corrugated tin patchworked into the roofs threw splinters of light into her eyes. She turned away.  The American missionary school her parents had sent her to was up in the mountains where the air was cool and moist, the forest thick and green, scented with eucalyptus.&...

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After Midnight (you can let it all hang out)

Submitted to Contest #172

She doesn’t seem all that happy to hear that I am her fairy godmother. She seems, in fact, downright – what’s the word you’d use? – skeptical. That’s it. Highly skeptical.She’s standing in her doorway, looking over my shoulder at my trim little landing craft, pointing her chin at it like it’s a discarded mining shuttle. I glance back at the running lights flickering over its surface in ultra-violet waves. The last time I had been assigned to this system, I’d had an older model landing pod with orange lights detectable to the human eye. ...

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